Midnight and the Prince

She was still laughing when they got out of the headsets and he gave her a thoroughly amused look, but also one of deep judgment. She even leaned over as she took off her headset and stumbled into him. To her surprise, though, his arms wrapped around her in something of an embrace. He was only slightly taller than her, and she looked at him as her laughter began to dissipate and she looked him in the eyes. He was not too serious in his demeanor, but it was clear that he wasn’t finding a great deal of humor there.

“Vou es belle quand tu ris.” He said and she suddenly gave him a looked as her brow furrowed toward the Prince.

“Did you just call me beautiful?” Her cheeks began to darken as she looked him in the eyes and he began to smile.

“You are beautiful when you laugh. I like to see you happy.” His smile broadened as her face began to scrunch and turn tomato red. Her hand went to his arm and her other one to his chest. She put up a feeble attempt to pull away from him but he was very firm. It was clear she could leave when she wanted, but that was when he mimicked her to a degree, running his hands over her arm and the other to her shoulder. “It is no secret, you have enchanted me.”

“You… you’re dating… that… red pony girl, aren’t you?” She asked and he shook his head.

“Fruit Punch wasn’t really my type, that was for a game controller ad for a small company. The picture was merely taken out of context.” He said and she was amazed at how well he spoke English, even with his very thick accent. “Non, I have dated two ponies, one was a young stallion from Equestria. He played tennis, our relationship did not go far. Non, I was not intended as the bottom. Silly girl, I already know what you’re thinking.”

Her hand went to her mouth and she looked away. “I wasn’t going to ask.” She said, neither confirming nor denying. He grunted that he was very certain of that.

“The other, yes, mon chéri, I am not a virgin, but I do not, how you say… filander. My mother, she taught me what a woman truly is and I am never to deviate from true, powerful love. I thought my lady was at one point, but she defied me and slept with many others without my knowledge.” He said and then put his hand on his forehead, his middle and ring fingers spreading over the base of his horn.

“Oh, yeah, I know how that goes.” She wondered how Prance was, compared to Ranchtown as she began to think about it. If Ranchtown was this bad when it came to public nudity or sexual displays, Prance could very well be an entire country as such. “Well, yeah, about that.”

She looked off to the side and his eyes widened. Her eyes darted toward him immediately and she scowled. “Yeah, I’m not like other girls around these parts. I happen to find it insulting that women are treated like porn actresses and everyone is expected to just get down on their knees when a guy is getting a slight chub.” She sighed very large at the thought of her mother. Grem had that mentality with Diamond Sword on such a regular basis, Midnight once thought other families were so open and nudists. It was a great relief when she found out it wasn’t always that way.

“You have struck me, Midnight. The way you were not impressed with my title, only impressed with I deserve it. You don’t understand how rare it is to find a flower, uncorrupted and uncaring of what others think. I must always care what others think while I live in my father’s shadow, and as Prince, I will never be rid of him until I find my own kingdom. Well, even if that never happens, I want to find my princess.”

“Let me stop you there, Fraguer. I’m…” She looked into his eyes and his open honesty in them was a little breathtaking.

“I am not in any hurry, Minuit. Mon chéri, I am going to fight in tournaments, I will make my own name and I will travel far to find my own way. I merely wish for you to give me the chance to let me show you the path I am on. If you do not like it, I will return you back to your home and you will never see me again, unless you wish to.” He offered and he went off to the other side of the room, his skintight VR suit making a strange scrunching sound on the marble floor. “I do not have servants, though I do have people deep clean and I am a master class chef, as I said before. It may not taste like fancy French, but I still love le cuisine.”

“Wow, you even like to cook? What more could a girl ask for?” She said in a deadpan tone and he chuckled.

“You are welcome to cook, if you wish. I must say, I am curious of your culinary ability.” He chuckled once again as she scoffed.

“I’m more a grilled cheese and scrambled eggs cook. I usually helped mom feed two siblings. If I’m telling the truth, mom even taught me how to play games and beat people at tournaments.” She remarked and he immediately took interest.

“Oh? Your mother is quite the gamer?” He asked and Midnight brought up her phone with Grem, her husband, Diamond Sword and the twins beside her. His eyes widened as he saw her mother in a very thinly strapped bikini with tits that looked like heavy balloons. “Oh, sacrebleu…”

“Yeah, so, Monsieur Fraguer,” she said, causing him to chuckle at her accent. “Was there anything else planned for the evening?” She asked in her best high pitched school girl tone. The Prince blinked at this and gave another chuckle, this one more pronounced.

“Well, I do have another passion. I do not know if it would be to the liking of the lady, but you are welcome to join me for a little cinéma.” He offered and she raised an eyebrow.

He opened the door to a very large screen area that had one row of theater seats. She looked up to see the projector high up on the ceiling of the black room and the computer in the corner that controlled it. He walked over to the computer and punched up a list of movies that had her jaw drop.

“Ummmm is that the number of movies on there?” She asked and he shrugged.

“It is also TV Shows, spécials, and documentaires.” He said the last two in pure French and with such an outrageous accent that she began to giggle.

“Alright, then, I want to watch the Strawberry and Blueberry Adventure 2: The—”

“Strawberry and Blueberry Adventure 2: Les Pirates des Baies, I love Le Fraise et le Bleuit, they are also my favorite show.” He said, causing her to grow a very shocked look. It was, in fact, on his favorites list with a five star rating. It even confirmed that he had watched it seventeen times. How many times he had seen it on other formats was also a question.

He turned the lights down and it even began with a Feature Presentation that was in French. Before he could get up to go change it to English, she took his hand. He looked at her with very wide eyes as she smiled up at him and shook her head.

They sat and they watched. He even walked over to the desk to pick out some candies and popcorn for them both. With all of the refreshments she could ask for, they watched her favorite movie and she couldn’t help but laugh at the silly French voices making strange high pitched sounds or going absurdly low for villains.

“I’ve watched music videos a lot. My mom had a lot of her old VHS’s of the old Music Time channel. That’s kind of how I found out about this movie, it was in the commercials.” She admitted and he chuckled.

“Did you watch the Bunghole and Ponytail?” He asked and she burst out laughing as she nodded. He nodded, “they are a Prance tradition. They are so stupid and funny, but my mother would not let me watch them. She said they were a bad influence. I called her a bunghole and then I was grounded.”

This only made her laugh harder as she leaned over in her seat and dropped a bit of her malted milk balls. “You’re the bunghole!” She pointed at him and he gasped in mock affrontedness.

He took her cheek and pulled her face to face with him gently as she suddenly stopped laughing and looked into his beautiful, playfully angry eyes. “How dare you, mon chéri. You shall have punition.” He said and she gasped a little, though looked a little confused. “Punishment.” He clarified and she looked off to the side.

“Oh…” Then she gasped as he pulled her gently toward him again. This time, their lips met. It was her that pushed into him, though and she also pulled his shirt collar toward her.

They had changed into their normal clothes once again, and she loved the feel of his very soft shirt. The fur at his neck, though, felt even better. He pulled her close, then and showed her that he was from Prance as he slid his tongue into her mouth. Her heart raced and she almost questioned this, but then his hand went to her hair. With only a slight tug, her eyes shut and they caressed one another.

He was able to pull the chair handle upward and they went close. The movie had ended, and moved onto the terribly CGIed third installment of the franchise. Even fans agreed, after two, the magic of the series ran out.

The magic she felt while watching it, though, was coming true. He leaned his head onto hers as she leaned onto his shoulder. She couldn’t help but look downward, though, and she noticed that he was very hard and very long. Through his slacks, she saw his form beneath it, outlined in some detail.

“Just ignore that.” He whispered to her so casually that she almost laughed. “A man’s passion is hard to contain.”

She pursed her lips and even bit her lower lip. The mere thought of a passion that was hard to contain was causing her to have very bad thoughts. They were good thoughts, but they were bad thoughts! She had just met this guy that morning. She’d known Ember her entire life and… he’d been with Twin Tips. Still, she didn’t know him,truly.

She had, to some degree, though. She’d watched him as a little boy when she was younger. The look on his face when he played and the good natured smile he had when he beat records thought impossible, he’d been such a positive influence because he was just so charming and likeable.

He’d known her as well, it seemed. Soon after she’d gotten into the gaming world, he’d apparently been watching her play in her solo games or when she was with her siblings as a team. Even in Knights of Chaos, as brief as it was, didn’t escape him.

“Did you…” Midnight began and he leaned his chin on her forehead to signify he was listening. “Did you fall in love with me, just like that?”

“That is a fair assessment, if that is how you wish to see it. Love can come from nowhere and everywhere all at once. It is not love like your parents or love like a couple who have had so many passionate nights, but I cannot deny, you’re welcome into my heart. I only need to know that I can trust you and I will do everything in my power to meet you.” He said and she looked up at him, getting close to him once again.

“You’re offering me all of this? How do you know I’m not a boss bitch who will put a leash on you?” Midnight asked and there was movement. She furrowed her brow at him and then looked down. “Did you just…”

“Non, I don’t know what you’re talking about at all.” His lips were pursed tight and his cheeks were growing rosy.

“Yes you did! You twitched!” She looked a little closer and he looked away as she gasped again. “Did you get longer?! Seriously? So, is it leashes that do it for you?” She scowled at him up close before he leaned back away from her, still looking elsewhere.

“I do not like whips but I like handcuffs…” He said in a very quick tone and her jaw dropped. “And if you could wear a black leather thong…”

She burst out in sudden gails of guffaws as she bumped her forehead into his chest. He joined in with her this time and he began to pull her in as she tried to get away. “No! No! Get away from me, you freak!” She kept laughing and he started to tickle her.

“Mon dieu! How dare you! Such language!” He poked at her armpits, making her curl them up and only make it worse as he poked in harder. “Punition!” He said in a very sinister French accent and she could no longer breathe once again.

When the laughter stopped, he suddenly noticed that he was on top of her. She looked up at him as she noticed this as well and he moved his hands to rub up and down her arms. He surprised her a little bit by rubbing up onto her breasts and taking them in a gentle grip. She felt him on her crotch through her pants and her breath caught in her throat.

“Minuit… Mon chéri… You are so beautiful.” He whispered to her, and his hands squeezed before going to her belly and feeling all along her, reaching under her shirt and feeling her fur.

She pulled him down to her and they met in another kiss as she felt him lean harder into her crotch. She let out a whimper, positively drizzling at this point, and starting to have labored breaths. She was nearly in tears, needing to relieve such massive amounts of stress and anxiety.

“I’m… I’m not just… another girl?” He got up from her and stood up. She sat up on her arm and looked as he began to strip. Her eyes nearly bulged from their sockets as he revealed that his body, while slender, was also somewhat etched. The exercise VR games gave him was obvious as he also had the appetite of a bird.

His cock was long and she couldn’t believe how much his medial ring protruded. He was dripping from the tip and sticking straight up. He looked somewhat nervous, as his face darkened red, but he held his hands to either side of himself. “I have never done this for anyone in my life.” He admitted, but his cock seemed to throb at the show. “I have fantasmé about doing such a thing, and you like the nudity, oui?”

She was transfixed. His body was gorgeous and his cock was very hard to miss. With an ever blushing face, she sighed and stood up. To his ever growing breaths, she began to strip down as well. As she unleashed her nice, plump breasts, his cock was twitching once again.

She was down to her underwear, but it was clear that the gray fabric was much darker as there was a slight slickness to her inner thighs. He studied her breasts very closely, as she showed them to him and her nipples were a dark blackish gray. They were very large, but his eyes traced along far more of her body.

“Want to… put on another film?” She asked, and he had no problem switch the movie over to a very highly controversial cartoon that featured very hardcore sex. It had leaked out of the studio uncensored and they were fined into bankruptcy. He wasn't even being subtle anymore, but she had to admit that she was one of the ones who watched it on her brother's computer. By then, she had stopped getting onto him about porn. He even gave her more than one idea.

They sat intertwined once again and her breasts were pressed into his arm as he wrapped it around her. He didn’t grope, his arm rubbed against her nipples every once in a while and she gave his hip a little slap before giving him a dirty look. He kissed her and she sneered at him before kissing him back.

“He’s twitching again…” She teased and he grunted.

“Mademoiselle, my lap is rather moist.” He whispered and she whimpered some as he began to grope both of her breasts then. “Je veux t'aimer si profondément et je veux sucer tes tétons comme une abeille suce la rose.” He whispered so daintily into her ear and her whimpering only grew more audible. When she looked at him with inquiry, he whispered again, “I want to love you so deeply, and I want to suck your nipples like a bee sucks on la rose.”

He brought her breast up to his mouth and she squealed and gave a small cry as he did just that. His lips, his tongue and his teeth began to suck on her nipple, lavishing it with attention.

“You fucking beast!” She cried out before moving to the side and giving him free reign on her other breast. Her cries became much more pronounced as her fingers completely messed up his hair.

She laid on her back across the seats of the theater and he was very quick to go down with her. To her shock and glee, his hand pressed against her thinly clad crotch and she gasped. She had no problems grasping hold of his very wet shaft and that drove him to start licking the inside of her mouth as her tongue swirled with his. Their mouths locked together and she was the one who pulled her panties from her, finally tired of their captivity.

His penis’s shaft met against her lower lips and she sucked air through gritted teeth. That was when she looked at him with such a pitiful expression that nearly made him melt.

“I guess… this is something I’ve fantasized about too.” She admitted as he gazed into her blue eyes. “It even involved a prince…” She suddenly confessed and his heart fluttered.

“You would make le merveilleuse Princess.” He whispered, sliding back and sliding his tip within her. She gasped, unable to register the meaning of his words until he was halfway inside of her. Midnight held onto him, wrapping her arms around him as she bit onto his shoulder softly.

She moaned so hard into his shoulder and it was two thrusts deeper in before she experienced her first orgasm brought on by the male genitalia. He kept going and she couldn’t stop crying out his name, muffled by his shoulder.

“Fraguer! Fragger! God! You’re fucking!! You’re fucking huge! I can feel you inside me so much!” She came yet again, squealing and drenching him with her juices as he felt it drizzle down his balls.

“Oh! Oui! Magnifique! Minuit! Je vien! La petite mort!” He cringed not even thinking of pulling out, he was so ingrained with passion in that moment. It was only natural and she would have it no other way. His big, blue cock stroked her insides all at once with every thrust and every rough part of her sheath felt him douse it with hot milk.

She’d never experienced multiple orgasms, but she was going on her fifth by the time he was finally starting to slow down. He was sloshing hot semen out of her, unable to quit as she kept ramping him up with caresses of his chest and soothing encouragement.

“Yes! Fuck me! Oh, God! I need this so badly! I feel so good! You feel so good! Please! Kiss me! Love me!” She shouted and he suddenly had a very hard second wind.

“Je t'aime! Je t'aime! I love you! I love you so much, my little flower! Mon petite fleur! So much!” His thrusts were monumental and his cock was hardened once again to its original form that she saw it first. He’d cum inside her but he showed no signs of doing so as she reached her sixth and seventh climax in quick succession.

His second was as high volume as his first. She felt piping hot cum fill her once again and all of this seemed so surreal to her. It was such a cute moment when he collapsed on top of her, his cock pulled from her vagina and the feeling was slightly hollow, but the sudden rush of semen pulsing from her made her eyes widen.

“How much…” She tried to catch her breath and suddenly found that she had none to speak. It took her another few moments as they breathed out steam and basked in the air conditioning when it turned on. “How much did you cum inside me? It feels like a geyser!”

“Pardon moi, mon amour, this was rather unexpected.” He admitted, remembering doing it but also remembering gazing into her eyes and seeing her lustful gaze, unable to stop himself. His blue eyes stared so deep into her violet irises, but she turned her annoyed look to the side.

“I guess… I’ll let it go. Just be more careful.” She gave his face two little pats on the cheek and he gave her the most comedic frown.

“How dare you…” He said and they both began to give little breathless laughs.

OOOoo

She awoke to a very surprising sight. Not only had the Prince not left her, he was still curled up beside her in something of a childish, almost fetal position. She knew even some of the most masculine stallions and none of them would have shown this level to her. He trained his head to point his head upward, but she could feel his arms, legs and chest against her.

The sudden memory of Vera curled up against her, along with Dusk suddenly came to mind. Her heart ached. She ran her fingers through his hair and could only fathom how their day had turned out like it did. It was even something of an adventure, in some ways.

Then there came an alarm and the Prince’s eyes opened.

“Réveille-toi, Prince, il est temps d'aller à la conférence de presse prévue à 10 heures du matin.” The automated voice said as a female. This caused him to grunt, annoyed at having been awoken.

“Ugh, merde, duty calls, mon amour.” He lifted himself from the pillow, peeling his fur from it, as it felt. He yawned very big and popped several places in his back and neck. “Ugh, mon dieu, I really must take it easier when I play that game. It is so hard on the back.”

“Something about a conference?” She asked and he nodded, getting up from the bed with another yawn. “Ten o’clock, we have one hour. Of course I slept in.” Midnight rolled her eyes, knowing her body would react in some way to last night. “Alright so, out of curiosity, this wouldn’t happen to be about the tournament?”

“Oui, mon amour, it is when all of the largest names in the league get together to participate in question and fans who paid their money get to pose with pictures.” He rolled his eyes at the whole thing as he walked over toward the bathroom. “Would you care to…”

Before he even asked, she walked past him, swaying her hips as she gave him a stern look. “I would care to.” She agreed and his eyes were still wide.

They stood side by side in the water as it ran over them and they washed.

“So, I guess this will be our coming out ceremony?” She asked and he chuckled.

“I am famously a private individual. I was never seen with my former lady, nor does anyone know I do not discern from the stallion or the mare. Both forms are sexual and lustful and can give pleasure all the same. You need not attend if you do not wish to.” He said and she figured as much.

“I do want to attend.” She said and he looked at her, a bit surprised. “I want to straighten out what’s going on with me and why people need to leave us alone, especially me.” This caused him to chuckle heartily.

“Well, then, will you accompany me there, or shall we keep this between ourselves?” He asked and she looked at him.

“What would you prefer?” She asked and his eyes widened even more.

“Really? So we are going with the behest of royalty?” He asked and her face scrunched. “I would have you show up in no other way.” He said and then eyed her from head to hoof.

“No other way than what?” She asked and he chortled.

“Royalty.” He said, simply.

Once they got their shower done, he still would not answer her, but there did come a knock at the door. When asked what could have gotten past security, he grinned at her and opened the door to reveal Regal, but also a surprising figure of a cat girl.

The black abyssinian cat girl had a white chin, and white going down her neck to her bust, which was formal in its business blouse. She wore a pin on the breast of her blouse, which was ballooned out, and showed the flag of Prance.

“She says she knows you and she has a card that opens all of the doors.” Regal admitted as the cat woman walked in and handed him a package, which was a very fancy box from a dress store.

“Mon Prince!” She bowed to him, “Votre Altesse, j'ai récupéré le colis que vous avez demandé et j'ai laissé entrer le gros idiot d'homme-cheval-insecte.” She said and Regal began to blink.

“Wait, I heard, ‘idiot’ and ‘insect’ in there! Did she just call me an insect?” He eyed her and the white-maned cat girl gave him a squinted look before bowing back before her prince.

“Good work, Rein,” he took the package from her and nodded as she bowed. “Give Mr. Regal your full cooperation, and also, give him a card.”

The cat gasped, then darted her vision over toward the big changeling, who almost took a step back. She leered at him and then took a few steps toward him. She was tall, but he still stood a whole foot taller and this seemed to agitate her slightly as she looked at him from head to hoof. She turned her nose up at him, and then placed a card in his hand, which had the flag of Prance in the corner of it.

“Never lose it, insect horse!” She turned her nose up once again, and he would have been a little offended, but as she said that, she very subtly flicked her skirt up and showed him her butt cheek, which was clad in a tiny bikini bottom. It was obvious that she was taking advantage of their beach while she was in Manehattan. He blinked and then looked at the card in her hand.

“Ugh, Rein, so terrible to the hardworking.” He said and she gave him a look.

Then she turned back toward Regal, and unleashed both of her bulbous tits toward him, giving him an eyeful. What she saw as a result turned her eyes downward and caused them to go very wide. She silently cursed before bundling her breasts back into her top very quickly. What she saw caused her whiskers to point forward as she pursed her lips.

Night watched all of this play out as if it were a show in the park. She also noticed that Regal was packing and was suddenly much happier with the experience of losing her virginity the night before. She could still feel the pain he caused her down inside her and it was only slightly noticeable then. She didn’t use toys often at all, barely even fingering herself, so having one such as him stretched her in ways that made her blush upon remembering.

Midnight looked at the package in her arms and then looked at him. “What’s this?” She asked and then she opened it as he handed it to her, her eyes widening before looking at him.

“You asked me about my desire.” He said before her face began to flush completely. “This is it.”

OooOO

As soon as she stepped out of the limousine, there were flash photography, blog websites and people cheering as they pointed their phones and other devices toward her. Midnight stepped upon the red carpet ceremony for what was not even a red carpet ceremony. Yet, here ponies were, all gathered around as if there were… well, alright, there was royalty, to their credit.

They were not looking at the Prince, though. He arrived in a very nice looking white tuxedo with a top hat and a cane, but to contrast him, Midnight wore black. Her dress was felt, and it ran all the way down to her ankles. It was strapless, and hugged her very large breasts tightly. She even held the small handbag and her entire face was blushed as she reached over to him and grasped his hand.

There were gales of cheers and monumental cheers as they saw this and the questions were only blasted louder.

“I can’t believe I did this.” She whispered to him and all the while, he was waving to them.

“Do not let them see you sweat, mon amour. Keep yourself to yourself and give them nothing.” He whispered, “only give them your charm.”

She smiled at him and he gripped her hand tighter in something of a loving embrace. Midnight even managed to wave at all of them as she could just feel herself being plastered over every single website to the point where she became eight memes. She was already three.

They made their way to the conference and both of them heard a voice that they did not want to hear. “Well, if it ain’t the loser squad.” Both of them heard and there was Kane. He glared toward the Prince, but he could also see that both Regal and a new one glared back toward him as well. The cat woman looked toward Kane with her yellow eyes into his and she showed no fear, and even a bit of a smug grin, inviting him to try it.

“Oh, hey Midnight, nice to see you made it.” There, in front of them, in the main hall where all of the people were seated, they diverted them toward Cyberpunk in the neighboring hall. The older stallion waved and Midnight’s eyes bulged.

“Oh, Monsieur Cyberpunk, your reputation precedes itself.” The Prince said as he saw the electric sky blue pony with the hot pink hair. He was obviously more of a dad pony now, and had a bit of a belly, but all of his fans still had their eyes on him as a favorite to win the tournament. As leader of the Green Wizards, he led campaigns upon campaigns with both her and the rest of the Knights of Chaos.

“Cyberpunk, it’s good to see you. When did these events get so huge?” She asked as they went to a staffing room backstage. The whole time, Cyberpunk was eyeing Kane, who kept his distance, wisely, but still had the air of someone who was guaranteed the win.

“No real telling there. How’s the siblings? Oh, nevermind, there they are.” He said as he pointed and Midnight almost asked what he meant before she saw them. To her utter shock, there was Vera, Dusk, Ember, Strawberry, Sol and Gloaming Flare. She thought she was in the clear before there came another shock as both Night Coder and Grem walked up behind them and waved as well.
Midnight locked eyes with Grem, who couldn’t stop tearing up in the eyes as she she held her girl, Vera so close. Her youngest sister was being suffocated with love as Grem cuddled her and kept mouthing how proud she was of her. Midnight wanted to roll her eyes, but she, too was tearing up. She waved her mother off and gave her an air kiss with ‘I love you’.

Grem’s mouth dropped, as she had never seen her own daughter do such a thing. The tears were flowing then as she buried her face in a very annoyed Vera’s blonde mane. Why did she do that? Why was this feeling welling up inside her chest as she looked toward this group of people? Had she thought she’d lost them? Had it been that long?

There came a tissue to the corners of her eyes. “Mon amour, your love is so beautiful…” He whispered to her with a small smile. She looked at him as he looked at her family. “That is a family if I ever did see one. You, mademoiselle, are so fortunate. I am humbled.”

They took their seats in the front of the conference as they all began to quiet down and a president of the conference took the main stand to introduce them.

“Greetings and salutations, I am Razor!” The tiger-striped cat took the stand and even Ember seemed to bug his eyes out as he recognized him. The male Abyssinian accepted applause as he sat and looked down both ends of the very long table, which they sat. “Good energy, you guys! I’ll be your MC this morning and I want to make sure you all understand that there will be no harmful or toxic questions meant to befuddle or otherwise cause anxiety in any of these players. If you’re here to troll, your ass gets bounced! Nuff said!”

She couldn’t place him. Where had she seen this guy from? As he looked over at her, he was suddenly overtaken by an image of a cat girl taking him down in a science fiction game and it dawned on her, finally.

“Alright, enough of that lame shit. Let’s get to the good stuff! Prince Fraguer, please, tell me all about your time in Equestria! What exactly have you been doing?! The fans really want to know, you know, along with the fact that you have one of the hottest babes in the EGL and one I personally remember getting my ass HANDED TO ME by several times.” Razor admitted to thunderous laughter, and Ember couldn’t disagree with this assessment from the crowd.

She could remember him now. Midnight knew he was a good gamer, but she also knew he was a part of the Tree of Life or Tree of Death or whatever their name was. He was quite the troublesome player but it seemed he didn’t hold any ill will toward her as he looked upon her with some admiration.

“Well,” Fraguer finally decided to cut his attention away from Kane, who was eyeing him. From the contusion in his shirt, it was obvious there were bandages around his chest. “So far, I must say, it is probably the most wondrous experience I have had in this country. I have found friends and had more fun thus far and I can only imagine it getting more exciting.” He nodded as they all began to cheer for him.

“Excellent! Now, for the elephant in the room, don’t take that the wrong way, but we couldn’t help but notice you have a date with you. The whole world is literally wanting to know what’s going on between you two. Did you two fall in love in the demon pits?” He asked and Fraguer was surprisingly cool with the question. He looked to Midnight, who shrugged. Then she waved her hand with it.

“Midnight has always been a wonderful gamer and she is the best part of coming to this place, without any doubt.” He confirmed and all of their eyes widened as the room went completely silent. “I will only reveal that we are in a relationship.”

The crowd burst out wild! There were claims that fans knew it, hoots, hollers, and whistles. It took a moment to calm down the entire room before Razor started to talk again, but then Kane spoke up before him.

“So, what? Is she your lacky who will fuck you and then lay down for your tournament victory?” Kane said and there was a very scorned silence.

Midnight burst out laughing as Grem was nearly about to reach for her magically store sword. This gave everyone pause, especially Fraguer, who turned to her as she began to knock on the table. She cried with laughter into her arm and the water that was in jugs and glasses began to shake violently.

“Wow, and I thought I had self esteem issues. Do you really think that trash talk is going to win you the tournament? My mother beat the shit out of you in Dragon Helm 1, you want to see how I beat your ass in Dragon Helm 3?”

There was a very stunned silence, including Kane, whose face was about to go ballistic with popped veins.

“Oh, I’m sorry, did I hurt your manhood? After I grind you into the dirt, I’ll take down Prince Fraguer next!” She said and there was a collective gasp. “Oh yeah! I’m in the standings, remember? I’m in third! Where are you, Kane? Oh, that’s right, even after I haven’t retained my EGL score, you’re still eighth!”

“Shots fired!” A random voice called from the back and there was a huge burst of laughter.

“Wait! Holy shit! Kane! Shut your mouth or I’m removing you right now!” Razor warned, and the collective security on staff made it very clear that Kane was their first priority. He looked angry, but he also looked like that gave him a cause for concern. Regal was eyeing him from behind Fraguer, who sipped his water loudly as he glared toward Kane. “Also, Midnight, wow! That’s the trash talk we want to hear! You’re fighting in the tournament for real?!”

“Fuck yeah!” She shouted, drawing the biggest burst of applause yet.

Fraguer’s blood was now pumping for another reason. The fiery passion in her eyes, the look of confidence and the absolute flawless body, he was going to need to keep seated at the table until his nethers calmed down.

“This is what I’m talking about, right here.” There was a sudden silence as Cyberpunk spoke and stood. The sky blue pony swished his pink hair out of his eyes and glared toward Kane, who only glared back with gritted teeth. “Ember Wing, I’m guessing you’re not in the standings for this tournament? Vera? Dusk?”

All eyes turned to them and Vera had to clamp her hand into Ember Wing’s as she was clearly not liking it. Ember simply smiled and shook his head, as did Dusk. That was when Cyber eyed Grem, who rolled her eyes and shook her head.

“Well, more’s the pity, but I’m ready to see how this all pans out!” Razor said, keeping the momentum going. Now, Kane, since you’re so eager to talk, how about we talk about that ‘charity’ you still haven’t fully paid for?” The tiger said and Kane suddenly had the sweats.